It was a beautiful day

In the time of King Solomon

When the sun was shining brightly over

Nathan, the Hittites home,

This man was very blessed

To have seven sons and one daughter,

He always told his sons

"Respect and protect your sister Jezebel"

Jezebel was a very pretty maiden

She looked just like her mother,

Her father, Nathan was proud to have

At least one simple and humbled daughter,

Since his wife died during childbirth

Jezebel become a mother to her siblings

Caring for them just like her mother,

And caring for her little brothers,

Same as everyday in the morning

Jezebel got up early an went to get water from the well,

On her way there she would debate with herself

What to make for morning meal,

Gathering at the well

She chatted with the other women, who were already married,

Now past marring age

She longed to have a family of her own,

As she was walking home sad of her current state

What a surprise it was to her eyes

To see the king

And not just hear about him,

She watched him from a distance, before he noticed her and smiled

Jezebel never felt this warm before,

Her heart beat quicken, feelings overpowering her, she smiled shyly back

Never had she experience a man looking at her that way the king was,

The king watched her walk, how she took her step

He didn't look away till she closed her door at his gaze,

She felt it was important to tell her father

So she quickly got the morning meal down

Smiling widely as her father came in

Kissing him on the check

He smiled at her before kissing her back

As he'd done in the past,

He looked at her before noticing the joy in her eyes

"What causes your joy my daughter?"

She smiled, "oh father, today I saw the king and he watched me walk all the way home."

Turning to the fire she didn't notice her father reaction,

Nathans smile faded, "my daughter, my only daughter…"

He mumbled sitting down, tears in his eyes,

Jezebel didn't see her father's tear's, as she placed the food on the table,

Her brothers' walked in, smelling the food,

Jezebel smiled and looked at her father

Finally seeing his tears and grief stricken features gasped "Father, what's bothering you?

He only shook his head and blessed the food,

Her brothers chatter filling the silence,

By the afternoon she was beginning to worry

Her father hadn't eaten much in the morning, and now he sat in the same manner

She felt a little overwhelmed about her father's sudden grief,

So much like her mother's passing,

After they finished eating she began cleaning the table

Looking out the window she saw a strange scene,

A soldier stood arguing with her father

A frown came upon her face,

After the heated discussion

Her father came in side looking defeated,

Sitting down he looked her square in the eyes

"So my dear, I guess I've finally found you a husband"

Jezebel couldn't believe her ears

After so many years, she was finally going to wed,

Bouncing with joy, she knelt at her father's knees

"Who is my future husband father?"

Nathan, looked into his daughter's eyes

At the joy of finally getting married glossing them,

He knew she'd never be really happy,

But this joy she felt was enough,

Sighing he ran his hand down Jezebels cheek

Remembering her beauty, so much like her mother's

Tears of heartache rushed to the brim

"Jezebel, my daughter, you are to marry the king…"

Her face showed surprise, then radiant delight

"Oh father, at least the king wants me!"

She stood up and almost flew out the door

Her world suddenly so much lighter,

The next day even before Jezebel had risen

A knock sounded at the door,

Her father got up and went to answer

Outside stood a soldier, and father back a chariot with the king's men,

"All is ready for the wedding

We are here to collect the bride."

Nathans heart, felt burned at those words

He nodded and went to wake his daughter,

Jezebel bounced from her pallet on the floor and got ready much to fast

He longed to have one more day with his only daughter,

Before long Jezebel pecked his cheek and hugged him goodbye

Before his eyes, he witnessed his daughter's quick departure from his life,

Now he longed more than before to call after her

To warn her of the king's many wives,

And the many long years ahead,

Instead he bowed his head and prayed…